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Donuts and Martinis
I know what I want my future to look like.
I’m 63 years old. My kids are all adults and the grandkids have started to arrive.
Life is mostly fun and interesting and pretty enjoyable. Most of my body parts work the way they should and I can still take care of myself and my house. I don’t grow as many vegetables as I used to, but I can still weed a flower patch and grow a decent pot of herbs.
My life is on the downward slope of the proverbial hill, but I’m not yet rolling out of control.
So it’s all good.
Because I’m still healthy, happy and fully engaged with the world around me, I continue to work at staying healthy. I eat well, if too much. We live in a part of New England where we can easily buy local vegetables three seasons of the year. I love to can tomatoes and freeze batches of fresh veggies, so all year long we can eat fresh, local food.
We also eat fresh, local meats, eggs and chicken. No nasty chemicals in our meats.
I’m a good Italian cook. too. No preservatives or precooked foods on this lady’s table! No jars of sugar filled spaghetti sauce. No canned soup with all its sodium. Just fresh and home cooked food. Healthy as hell.
